Lest Jim get to far out in the jerk lead, here comes Maggie, rounding the Sookie’s Sense of Entitlement bend to snatch it back, completely blowing his reaction out of proportion and losing her shit, assuming he thinks she’s just using the show as a stepping stone to marrying Don. Seriously, Alison Pill was fantastic in Scott Pilgrim so I know she can find something likeable in the most cantankerous characters but stop making her work so damn hard, Sorkin.
Seriously, stop making her do this.
For his part, Jim, boss, who has no problems shit talking Don, gets all tongue-tied and stupid trying to explain himself/apologize but Maggie’s barking “ring ring” to get Jim to role play the pre-interview. Jim says his name is “Glenn Fisher” and Maggie pauses for a moment, since it’s a new press agent, then sits at her desk while Jim goes over the procedure. And here’s where I seriously lose it with her. She, for no reason whatsoever, rudely and loudly mocks him, her boss, to the point where he asks her if he did anything to piss her off. Stop indulging her shitty behavior.
She admits that she’s been wondering that, too. Jim asks if, since she now realizes she’s acting completely unprofessionally and inappropriately and in a manner that can and should get her fired with cause, will she stop? Nope, but she’s just being honest. Rather than emphatically suggest she take a walk down to HR to discuss her future with the network, Jim wracks up his own inappropriate behavior points by calling her irrational. Has no one ever worked in a real job with real consequences on this show? Because Maggie’s fast approaching Hannah from Girls level of delusion and entitlement. After that, all that’s left is Putin.
Maggie gets more and more unprofessional and agitated and antagonistic and generally awful. Oh, but it was to set up some Sorkin rant about how these immigrants, who’ve risked so much to come to this country, deserve a better descriptor than “illegals.” Yes, they do. That’s why it already exists and has been used earlier in the episode, up to and including part of her rant: Undocumented immigrants/workers. Is Sorkin back on the pipe? Whatever, this was so Jim can get starry-eyed about Maggie and allow her, the most immature and unprofessional person on their staff, to conduct the pre-interview on her own. That won’t end horribly.
Mackenzie watches as Sloan finishes up her market report. They have a walk & talk where they discuss the difference between which and whom and whether a corporation is a person. Oh, Sorkin. You’re so subtle. Sloan’s wondering WTF, since Mackenzie’s kind of being an ass. Her attraction to Will is starting to make sense.
They go to Mackenzie’s office to blow smoke up each other’s asses about how extra awesome they are and how much more money they could be making if they just sold out, man. Then Mackenzie offers Sloan a five minute nightly segment to explain the economic shithole we’re in. Sloan suggests someone with more gravitas so Mackenzie can sexually harass by implying gravitas won’t stoop to flashing some leg for ratings, baby. Sloan smartly jokes about “pole dancing while explaining sub-prime mortgages” and I think Mackenzie thinks she charmingly says “If you’re up to it, sure.” Rather than suggest they continue this discussion with HR and her union rep, Sloan agrees then gets up to leave.
You know it’s still sexual harassment even if you’re a woman, right?
Showing that she left whatever dignity she had back in Afghanistan, Mackenzie begs Sloan to be her friend because she doesn’t have any and Sloan’s like “Yeah, this needy routine isn’t helping,” but actually tries to bond by saying one of her exes cheated on her, too.
Due to her earlier promise to Will, Mackenzie starts dorking out saying it’s not true but she can’t tell her the truth and whatever whatever, Sloan just wants to head for the hills to get away from the crazy lady. Mackenzie follows her into the newsroom squawking “Hedidn’tcheathedidn’tcheat.” Realizing chewing through her leg isn’t an option, Sloan turns to Mackenzie and bluntly tells her she’s enabling an ass. Where’s a righteous Sorkin monologue when you really need one?